Stay with me until the concert 

Stay with me until the fall 

Stay with me until next year 

……………..until we’re older 

……………..until we figure it out 

……………..until i get my first gray hair 

……………..until my bones get brittle

……………..until i forget 

……………..until i’m 6 feet under 

Just. Stay. Until. Until. Until. 

It’ll always be “stay until”

It was my evil, juvenile, plan of getting you to stay

Promising you it won’t be forever.

Coaxing you to hold on to us for a little bit longer

That one day you’ll be out of this hell

If you never left 

I would have moved back the expiration date of us 

Until i was gone.

We’re all hanging on by threads

Some just a little thicker

We all have these minds, that surmise

Some just a little quicker

We ebb and flow

With the way life goes

And we call it,

Our simple, simple life

Simple this and simple goes

But nothing will ever suffice

Simple words

Simple world

Don’t come near me

Oh, you fear me

If you ever feel embarrassed friend,

Here’s something you should know

The last thing that I said to you

I never told you where to go

I said let’s run away

But I didn’t specify where

So now you ran somewhere else

While I’m stuck alone here

Heaven 

I’m dreaming of the day 

That it’ll all come back my way

A green house on a hill 

The grass left me the will 

Gravel on my feet 

Did the callous make me weak 

A different kind of prayer 

Only scream if you are there

Whispering Hills to lead me home 

Walk a Kansas road alone 

Meet me at the pond 

That will be my beyond

Paper skin, paper skin 

You’re just a girl with paper skin 

They’ll write notes on your arms 

Draw flowers on your scars

And you’ll let them

Let them right in. 

Paper skin, paper skin 

No one wants the girl with paper skin 

But she’ll dry your tears

With her fragile hands 

Then watch them frail, and rip, and tear

Paper skin paper skin 

Folded, molded and filled with sin 

Run in the rain just to kiss you skin 

Watch her soul melt as you leave again

Watch her soul melt as you leave again

Many parts of my life

Need to be woven together

But it just so happens

And it just so seems

That I have forgotten

How to weave

We are all collages

Of people we have met

Drifting through our lives

We pick and choose

Different attributes we want to keep

And what we will give away

To the next lost soul that comes

Into our ever-changing lives

If you think about it,

It’s really quite beautiful

To be one thing yet a million

Think about what part of yourself

You’ll give the next person you meet

And maybe you’ll think or act

a little kinder

a little smarter

and a lot more like your true self